Chapter 144 Are You... Remembering Something?

Falcona trembled as she looked at her hands, and the dagger slipped from her grasp, clattering to the ground! "My... hands, I've also got blood on them! No!" Her terrified gaze was like a steel needle, stabbing at his heart! Such an expression made him inexplicably fearful, because only when Falcona truly feared him would she show such a look. But when she looked at her hands with no decrease in fear, he suddenly felt lucky, wondering if these bloodstains had scared her. After all, in the human world, unless in some special professions, one wouldn't come into contact with blood and violence, it must be that! Ulysses immediately stepped forward and, with just his arms, pulled her stunned figure into his embrace, gently surrounding her: "Don't be afraid, this isn't human blood, it's werewolf's! I'll help you wash your hands clean." "Sorry, darling, I've suppressed it for too many years, so I couldn't control myself for a moment and revealed my ferocious side in fr